The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1887-09-15
THREE SCENES.
The Hidden Link Which Made of
Them One Chain.


Neither the brush nor the pen, but the
lancet and the scalpel are properly my
tools, and yet for an hour past have been
occupied in delineating on tho canvas of
memory certain scenes that belong to the
past The reverie-painted pictures are
three in number and each is vivid, sharply
Defined and stands conspicuously out in
its setting Of trivial or exciting circum-
stance. Have they any thing in common,
despite their seeming dissertation. be-
gin to think So A more dubious problem:
If there is indeed hidden secret link be-
tween these events, viii, the discovery
thereof aid or hinder the realization of my
dearest hopel Ihavea at present no answer
10 this question.
The first scene imagination has conjnred
anew before me with all inc exactness Of
realism reveals the interior OF jewelers.
shop in Renford, my native town. 1t is a
fine, large business apartment, with its
walls lined with cases displaying through
their polished glass costly articles of virtu
for Mr.. Huntiey magazines his trade, and
is collector-and its counters spread
with more eases, holding in dainty
nests gold and silver and precious
stones fashioned in many forms of use
and ornament. Mr.. Huntley's shopman is
busy In the front rearranging portion OF
the stock; his employer and are discuss
ing in the Office, emi-partitioned of at the
rear, question OF local politics having
no sort of connection with the present
narrative. My father is vicar OF Renford;
and Mr.. Huntley, as long as can rccollect,
has been wears OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES the
intimacy between us; and although have
commenced the study OF medicine, and look
speedily to sever the tie OF residence in the
quiet western town, I am still Interested in
local affairs. Suddenly, the shop doors
there are wisely two-opcn one after the
other-the inner one with sharp little
Jerk that betolzcns nervousness or haste on
the part Of the prospective customer. The
austere young man who is polishing an
enamel brooch deity replaces it, slides
back the case bottom with q subdued click
and waits in an attitude OF defercntial az
tcniion. Standing at right angles to Mr..
Huntley',s desk, am facing the shop and
the street, and however injurious, am
compelled TO see and hear what passes.
Lisa young girl-shc may be fifteen, she
may be older-who has entered, and there
is something about her that find curiously
attractive. She is stranger to me, and
therefore, perhaps, / observe more par
ticularly the slim shapely figure, fawn-like
in its timid yet graceful movements; the
pretty piquant profile; the clear complex
ion, with tho pink spot, telling OF excite
nent, in the center OF the beautiful nodded
cheek; the hayward, golden curls, that
defy the restraint OF the simple sun-hat
and the dress Of soft creamy white, which
30 admirably suits both It's owner and the
pleasant summer weather Erect, ener-
getic, with an evident sense OF humiliation
playing the foil to a touch OF unconscious
hauteur-the vision comes back as write
"You wish to see the principal, missi
Did understand correctlyf'
The girl gives quick gesture OF assent;
the assistant calls his master, and am left
with only the occupation CT the onlool1er.
From o small threadbars reticule see
produced bracelet, ring, and one or two
other articles, which seem TO have formed
part OF a fashionable ladys outfit of Jew
rlry. The color mas deepened on the
naideu's face, and am fancying that she
s,nt once proud Of her possessions aud
anxious as to the result OF her present
enterprise. She has reason Tor her anxiety,
Of which it is charitable TO believe she sus-
poets nothing / will be bold TO say that
enc can not watch the changing lights and
shadows OF her countcnance and think her
the originator or willful accompliee OF
fraud
'sThese--what can you give me for thesel'
size asks. in low, quiyoring voice. You
do buy goms, i believe. these are very
valuable, am told.r She Goes not appear
10 have the smallest appreciation OF the
fnct that respectable t~adesman will
hardly make a random offer Tor Jewels that
can be thus described, without inquiry not
only as tothe bona Tides Of the applicant, but
rs 10 tho authority also for the sale
But this stage is never reached Mr..
Huntley has taken up one by one the CLEAN.
ing wares, and one by ons iaid them aside
inter an Inspection which has its result in
making him phenomenally grave and chas-
Ing storm.line across Lis forehead.
"Bave you any idea Of the worth OF these
articles, or of either-any orc OF thcmlr he
dryly asks.
think both the assistant and myself in
stinctively prick up our cars. The girl
too, Is startled by his tone. ~ have beer
assured papa said it--that the stones il
the bracelet alone cost two hundred and
fifty pounds
The glance with which she meets Mr.
Huntlcy's keen look IS as open as the day
and the expression on tee jewelers. FACE
turns to ono Of pity Il could not give yot
ns many shiliings, miss. The stones are
clever limitations, and thar is all. There ii
lot one genuine amongst those you have
shown me. Mr. Skiriow, let me have your
opinion.''
Tho assistant confirms tho unfiatterinf
Judgment. and does " with a sneer that
5eit disposed, Though with no valid reason
10 resent.
The crimson tide has ebbed, and the girl'l
cheeks are blancbcd her lips CULVER. anf
az first no sound comes from them hel
eyes slowly III With tenrs. fear that she
my drop ID q sVoon, but this woman:
Weakness sho does not seem to share
I11te arc seconds Of intolerable suspense